I stole an Autumn fly
from a spider web in my front yard
to feed my treefrog
on the 18th of October
in the year of 2016
Yes, Al
I am still alive
I was high on synthetic opioid...
Put your warrants away, officer Joe
the dope is legal (prescribed meds)
and the land is mine
Two yapping dogs from the perjurer's fenced pigsty
confronted me like dying rats
I drew my sheathed dog-whistle
and blew them away
with an inaudible {to man}
insect sound
a pissed wasp, lets say
The day was overcast
with low nimbus clouds
"It looks like rain"
a farmer would say
I heard that only
one time this year
"we could use the rain"
a woman had said
"Are you a farmer?" I said
"No, but we could use the moisture."
"You mean the humidity."
I remembered a day when it had rained
in the morning
for less than an hour
The rest of the day was hot and sunny
with the liquid stench like a swamp
and breathing as if under water
in a lost little town
Down South.
